After trudging through the dark for over an hour and hailing a passing car, Xiao Buli could finally take a break.
The car stopped in a small town a few dozen kilometers from S City. Like other towns near large cities, it had the bustling traces of urban life as well as the leisurely ease of the countryside. There were hotels and inns, still open for business until midnight. The four of them got out of the car, and Xiao Buli handed several hundred-yuan bills to the kind driver before they walked into the hotel in front of them.
This was a hotel with the ostentatious style of a nouveau riche, decorated in golden splendor yet with a touch of vulgarity. Though the taste might not be the best, the standard was still quite decent.